I sit idle on a bench before a grey pond and a grey sky, my eyes count the ripples as the wind blows them across the water, i listen to the trees dancing in the air, as i listen... to the silence...
i walk idle through the trees, i hear each step i take, i feel every blade of grass, i stare through the leaves as they fall before me... the tranquility stills my heart as i listen... to the silence...
i lay idle on the ground and i close my eyes, what do the wind, and the trees, and the grass tell me? my heart is still... my mind is calm... as i listen... to the silence...